She was out on a date when the guy she was with noticed him."Samantha, I think that guy over there has a thing for you" he grumbled nodding over in th... direction of the man.Nonchalantly glancing over she saw him and instantly started to get a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach. It had to be a coincidence she thought, but he was staring so intently. After the date, in which she had to repeatedly stop her partner's rude advances she kissed him on the cheek goodnight, the only thing any of. When William returned completely shaven smooth (no stubble), I knew we were going to make a baby that night.Not to put a strain on the marriage, I told William that I was fertile and this was bound to be a procreational union and not simply recreational.The soreness had abated from between my thighs from William's earlier stubble, and I toyed with the idea of letting him chew me properly, but I didn't want to gag again, so I told him I would not waste his sperm in my mouth tonight.He had no. ”“Did you have a boyfriend in high school?”Still wiping tears from her eyes, she answered, “No, you know I skipped three grades, so they all made fun of me because I was so much younger and always got A’s.”“How about in college?”“No, I was too busy with my heavy course load, and I was only fifteen when I went to MIT.”“When was the last time you had sex?”“You know, last...”“Not counting last night.”“Three years ago at the Mensa convention.” She replied.“And before that?”“Six years ago.”“And. “Yes, you do. Which is why Val, I live through you.” There was a somewhat mocking tilt to her sweet voice. Frowning I was going to question her when I heard a faint wail zip across the air waves. “Shit, gotta go Jake just hit the baby with a toy. Call me later!” The line went dead ending our brief conversation. Blowing out a breath I hit end on my Blackberry and set it back onto the bedside table. Going over the conversation in my head I thought of the various plans I had to enhance my friend’s.